By Yorkelis, age 18, Dominican Republic / New York
"Love is a disease no one wants to get rid of. Those who catch it never try to get better, and those who suffer do not wish to be cured." - Persian Sage
The Signs: Constant thoughts of the smile that takes your breath away. The sudden change of just a friend to just everything. The just missing them to total dependence on them.
The Disease: Wanting to be the bandage for all their wounds, forgetting the egoistic self.
You once knew, becoming entwined, two bodies within one soul. The nonstop heart beating every time you think about them, which is every one of the 86,400 seconds in a day.
The Treatment: Very rare that it will take effect. Life keeps going, even though for a broken heart it's like the whole world just came to an end. Side effects will include the hope of becoming what once was the closest thing to heaven, and now hell.
The Cure: There is none. Time may heal, but it won't cure.